Jul 14, 2005 03:10
This is the sound of a glass box falling off the shelf and shattering.
It's utterly and completely silent.
Dont hope for not a hope is fated for anything.
I wasnt intended to aim my intentions or my will or my fortidue towards you. I wasnt intended to do any of the good things I did, but I did them. I wasnt supposed to care or be bothered.
And I sure as shit wasnt supposed to be caught in the middle of this tornado.